Destroyed (ON HOLD!)

Chapter 6: Surprise Motha Fucka!

-Genevieve’s POV-

I woke up to birds singing in my window.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I shouted. I threw my converse at them. The birds left my window quickly, but alas, so did my poor orange converse.

“Bloody hell.” I moaned as I sat up.

“Next time I’m throwing my pillow.” I moaned while pulling on my TMNT Donatello slippers. While creeping downstairs, I made sure to avoid the last 2 creaking steps to reduce noise level.

“Where the hell are they?!” I spat, looking around the front yard.

“Looking for these?”                                     

I let out a yelp and turned to face the speaker. “Louis! How in the hell did you find my bloody house?!” I hissed. “Instinct.” He said simply as he tossed my shoes at me. “Plus I was in the neighborhood and I would recognize that voice anywhere!” he pinched my cheek. I rubbed my cheek and blushed, remembering my Bird Fiasco. I looked down and sighed. “Aren’t you going to invite me inside?”

“Huh?” my head snapped up. “Aren’t you going to invite me inside? I doubt you want to stand out here in your jammies.” He chuckled. I blushed and looked down at my Garfield nightie and TMNT Slippers. “Don’t worry love, I think you look cute!” He smiled. I glared at him and gestured to my door. Louis gave me a look. “Aren’t you coming inside?” I sighed. He blushed slightly and nodded.

“Nice place.” He exclaimed, slamming the door behind him. “Shhh!” I hissed. “Why?” he laughed. “Because of my-“I was cut off by a loud yell coming from upstairs.

“OI GENEVIEVE! SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU DIRTY, SLUTTY BITCH!” My dad screamed. “Who the hell is that?!” Louis whisper-shouted, tensing up. “Louis, calm down. It’s just my asshole of a dad.” I rolled my eyes. “Hum, ok…” He murmured, still seeming a bit unsure.

“Seriously, it’s ok. Just wait here. I need to shower and get dressed.” I patted him on the back.

“Aw I can’t come?” Louis winked at me with pure lust in his eyes. I grew hot and angry. “NO!” I snapped. I slapped his arm and stomped upstairs.

“Ok Louis, I’m done.” I strutted downstairs. I looked around but no one was there. “Louis?” I called. I sighed but noticed a piece of paper on the couch. I picked it up and read it.

Vee,

Something came up and I had to go run a few errands

Love ya babe ;)

Lou

I grimaced at the part where he said love. I will NEVER love Louis Tomlinson, mark my words.

-Louis’s POV-

Ugh. That girl is so hard to read. One minute she’s nice, then she’s serious, then she 720’s and goes all bitchy! I sighed and shoved my hands into my jacket pockets. My hand hit something thin and rectangular. “What the?” I mumbled as I pulled out an iPhone. It wasn’t mine. I paused but then I nearly face palmed. It was Peter’s! I never gave it back to him! God I’m an idiot!

I tried to turn it on but it was dead. I shrugged and started to head back to my place, knowing I could charge it when I got there.

I took my usual shortcut and I was soon in my backyard. “Mum?” I called as I entered the house. I walked into the living room. I saw a note on the coffee table.